When Du Xufeng came back with a wine bottle, he saw the door of his house was open.

He sold the oil bottle and asked for a lot of medical bills from the hospital, but he didn't want to change his residence. Instead, he used the money to gamble and drink alcohol, and soon used up the money.

When Du Xufeng came back, he still wanted to ask the man for more money. At that time, he said that he had sold his son, and it was very sad, and asked that man to compensate him!

He didn't pay attention to Jiang Jingbai. Someone found him secretly and asked him to find a way to bring Jiang Jingbai over, and then give him a reward.

"belch!"

Du Xufeng drank too much and tried his best to open his eyes, only then did he see the boy kneeling beside the bed.

"Little bastard, why did you come back?" He shook his head and muttered, "I must have read it wrong. They have all been sold abroad, so how can they come back."

Du Xufeng staggered forward, leaned forward, and fell on the dirty sofa not far away.

In the past few days, he only came back late at night from gambling every day, and he never found out that Yun Qing was dead. Sleeping with a corpse every day doesn't feel strange.

Du Xufeng's snoring gradually came from the sofa. The boy who was kneeling on the ground turned his head to look and saw the fruit knife on the coffee table at a glance. He couldn't help but let out a low laugh.

In the depths of the soft eyes, there was a deep chill, and the moving tear mole under the eyes was bright red as blood.

Jiang Jingbai tore off a sheet with a blank face, then got up and walked to Du Xufeng's side, covering his mouth and nose with the sheet, when he opened his eyes and struggled, Jiang Jingbai calmly plunged a fruit knife into his body inside.

After a few hours, it was dark.

The smell of meat wafted from the dilapidated hut.

The neighbor next to him scolded, "Du Xufeng, a dead ghost, I don't know where he made his fortune. He has eaten and drank well these days, and he still refuses to let his wife go to the hospital for treatment. It's a crime!"

Jiang Jingbai stood by the toilet in the toilet, watching the boiled pieces of meat rush into the sewer with cold eyes, and repeated several times before disposing of the full bucket of garbage.

Then he used the bucket to get clean water, cleaned the small and messy house, and wiped his mother.

He looked down at his sneakers, which were stained with a lot of sewage and blood.

Jiang Jingbai squatted down and carefully wiped it off with a rag.

She bought it for him, and it can't get dirty.

By the time these things were done, it was almost three in the morning.

The sky outside was still as dark as ink, Jiang Jingbai was calm the whole time, and he didn't even shed a single tear. Just after helping Yun Qing clean up, he sat beside the bed and talked to her for a whole night.

He said that Wen Xuan was very kind to him. He would buy him clothes and shoes, and would make him study hard. He was bullied, and Wen Xuan would help him vent his anger.

Jiang Jingbai told Yunqing not to worry, he would live well in this world alone, and take good care of her in the future just like Wen Xuan takes care of him now.

The sky outside was bright and bright, and Jiang Jingbai realized that he had said a lot to Yun Qing.

He was silent for a while, then took out his mobile phone to call Wen Xuan, and said calmly, "Sister, my mother died, can you take us to the crematorium?"

Wen Xuan worked overtime until the early morning last night and didn't come home until he slept in a daze when he received a call from him, and then sat up from the bed with a jolt, "Ah? You... what did you say?"

She felt that she had hallucinated, and Jiang Jingbai repeated it patiently.

Hearing his calm voice, Wen Xuan's heart twitched inexplicably, and he quickly said, "I'll be right here, wait for me! Don't cry!"

Jiang Jingbai added, "Remember to have breakfast."

What is there to eat for breakfast? Wen Xuan directly ignored his words, then quickly got up to wash up and raced to find Jiang Jingbai.